We meet again. People might wonder why I write so infrequently. Well after looking through my spotty diary entries from my adolescence...the infrequent blog updates seem rather appropriate. I was never much for a daily regime. God help me if I should ever need a daily medications for a health issue.
I'm living in LA. We made it. After what seemed like the longest most trying preparation, we did it. Was it rainbows and sunshine when we first moved here? Not really. It was lonely. Though my boyfriend and I have certainly had obstacles in our relationship, trying to get our feet on the ground here was the hardest. My bf is a new chef. Did I mention that? He was finishing his culinary degree as we moved here. We both were learning first hand and for the first time what all was included with this career choice... LONG hours! Though I knew it would happen, nothing really prepared me for the 12 hour days, last minute call-ins, and sheer exhaustion when he was home. In short, it put a strain on our relationship. Not only did I move across the country to this new and unfamiliar place but my support system was only there one day a week. On his day off all I wanted to do was go out and explore....the last thing in my mind would be that he might need, I don't know...sleep? It was an adjustment. However, I realized that I wasn't the only one making this adjustment. I was scared, stressed and exhausted....but I wasn't alone. Thankfully, we have adjusted. It took a lot of communication, honesty, and understanding but I can say that we are now closer than ever. Life is not always easy but I'm learning more and more about myself. I took the risk. I moved out here. Now what? I'm taking it day by day....and today...it's a good day :)
